Beastars Hybrids Novelas e Histórias

What did he mean? "What the hell do you mean?" Someone hissed, probably me. "I mean, he was born a hybrid. Your mother, she was a hybrid, you're one of the only few who are left. Hybrids were created very long ago, a race made of power, for power and to control the powerful. They were made by the most ancient of the crafters, the ones who practiced dark craft. They were made of two beings who were the natural predators of the worst kind. The vampires and the werewolves. They were made during the War of First blood, they were made to annihilate the vampire kind." His voice cracked, guilt shrouding his eyes.

and I am bitten again, these dogs just can't run slower apparently. I push myself for another mile, but the night's events are catching up to me, the dark starts blurring my vision and the world begins to fade. I shake my head, not wanting to pass out in the middle of nowhere, but my body finally gives up. Just before I black out, I feel myself shifting back to a human form and then everything goes dark. *****

A woman’s pearl necklace broke loose, scattering beads around the broken marble floor. Only the family of the five Alphas remained. The moon beast’s claws tighten around my wrist. Not enough to break the skin. Just enough to make sure I feel every pinch. “They tried to cage you, little heir.” Its voice sounded like a queen’s command. “Shall we return the favor?” Behind her, the hybrid children advance to attack the guests. Their moonstone-blue eyes lock onto the Alphas. Kieran moves and charges forward. His golden eyes blaze not at the beast but at me. His claws slide through the air as Vaughn’s tech arm reignites, yanking him back.

He flipped through the pages, stopping when he saw an illustration that made his heart freeze. Born of the Human, Turned to the Beast. ‘The humans who played with the black magic, in their quest for the ultimate power, ingested a potion concocted from the depths of darkness that turned their bodies into an abomination. Neither man nor wolf for the rest of eternity. Their blood echoes both, but is claimed by neither.’ “Thus, they are cursed to wander the earth with no sense of self. Their sole purpose was in the ripping of bones, splitting of limbs, and the shredding of skin. An unstoppable force of pure evil that can only be destroyed with black magic. They are the Hybrids.”

"Isn't this rain lasting a little too long?" Felix held me close, frowning slightly. Beastmen were always sharp—his instincts were sounding the alarm. I nodded. Fortunately, we had reinforced the power system earlier. Otherwise, with rain this heavy, a blackout would have been a real problem. "Honey, should we go take a look outside?" I blinked. "How?" "By flying, of course." He ruffled my hair, murmured something under his breath, and suddenly—wings unfurled across his back.

“Not any prey, but the wolf-blooded hybrid beast bred for brutality. There are two grades of this beast. Grade A, the aggressive one. They will charge, paralyze you, but not kill. Grade B, they are faster than the wind, and they will flee. To take them down, you must keep pace. Today, eighty-five beasts roam the field. Ten of them Grade A. Only eighty-five fangs will be claimed. Fifteen of you will be left with nothing and will be disqualified.” Her eyes sharpened as she leaned forward, voice like steel. “Remember this: only one can kill and claim a beast. Once slain, the beast dissolves into a fang, larger for Grade A, smaller for Grade B. These fangs are your proof.”

"Let's go. Never seen that kind of performance before." … When I arrived at the center, I realized my life had been dull until this moment. The center, like its name suggested, was filled with all kinds of beastfolk. Adorable rabbits, seductive foxes, imposing wolf-dogs, outgoing and cheerful puppies, and more. This was heaven. The beastfolk were performing on the stage with all they had, showing off their charm as best as they could. The performer with the highest votes would be crowned Best Beastfolk Star, and they'd be awarded with a handsome amount of prize money.

Draven sparked a conversation. "What mystery?" Scarlett asked, stopping her spoon right in front of her mouth as the rest continued eating. "The bubble barrier and the lights," Draven answered. "Really?" Her eyes lit up as she waited for Astra to swallow her food and tell her. "Yes," Astra mumbled with food still in her mouth, then swallowed. "The lives Melody is carrying are hybrids, just like Draven and you," Astra said, taking another scoop from the plate and placing it inside her mouth.

I opened my mouth knowing I had nothing to say, she was right, I wasn't one of them but Hannah beat me to it and I couldn't be more grateful. "Bessie she hasn't had her first shift yet but that doesn't mean she isn't one of us. If that were the case, we would have smelt her out. Yes we have our first shift when we're sixteen but remember that there are Lycans that also have their first shift at the age of twenty two because that's when their wolf decides to show itself." I only nodded to her words. "You have a point there. Has he accepted you or claimed you yet?" Bessie asked and I almost choked on my spit.